Day 224: Taps
Started the day in fine fettle – crossed over the border into the Central African Republic (and got tapped for €20 for my endeavours) then kicked Rocco out of bed…
Day 223: Think Once, Think Twice…
We arrived back at the railhead of N’Gaoundéré at about oh, God knows?, and promptly checked into a nearby hovel for about three hours of overpriced shuteye. Then at 6am,…
Day 222: TCHAD!
The train arrived at 7am in the central Cameroon town of N’Gaoundéré and, if we were VERY lucky, we could make a border hop to Chad today and get back…
Day 221: Monsooner Or Later…
After a couple of hours of shuteye, it was back on the case for your favourite ginger wanderer here. We left the house in search of Liberty (Yaz’s mate, not…
Day 220: Glastonburied
Roland woke me up by firing up his little generator outside the hut. The lights came on and so did the telly. Wow we take electricity for granted. I got…
Day 219: Thunder Road
At 6am, Tony kindly dropped me off at the nearby taxi rank and before too long, I was sitting under a flyover in a minibus with a guy named George…
Day 218: Nigeria, Solo
After getting to the hotel, I had worked for an hour or so on getting a video speech for my mate Michelle’s wedding uploaded onto YouTube, so it was light…
Day 217: Songs For The Deaf
Frederick offered me a lift over the border on his bike, so at the cock’s call, we were hurtling towards Niger at a great rate of knots. There is a…
Day 216: The Land of Honest Men
Once dawn had crept up on us unawares, the driver finally took us to our destination. A bus journey to the next town and then – as there were no…
Day 215: Ben In Benin
An exceedingly frustrating day – first up, the Niger embassy was closed because it’s Independence Day over there at the moment. It’s going to be closed tomorrow as well. So…